Glue

I am an engineer: the kind that shouldn’t pick up wrenches or work on anything. I am a “design” engineer (that is the worst kind!). I can tell you how to do it, but I can’t physically do it myself. I don’t carry wrenches, I don’t try to true wheels, and I definitely don’t attempt to adjust my front derailleur! So that leads me to my big dilemma of the week. On Saturday both Martha and I got flats in the race. Actually, Martha got TWO flats (I think she did it just to torture me this week). We both run tubulars. Why? I don’t know, probably just to make life more difficult. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Right now I am not too sure. So this week, I am a gluing fool. Hopefully I can get it done without too much swearing, throwing of wrenches, yelling at my wife or kicking my dog.